Tight Wind, Let's Go

"Attack? Now!?"

Was it appropriate to attack while everyone else was so busy?

The question flashed through her mind, but she had always been decisive.

She had agreed to everything for this mission and would follow Chu Qing's commands.

Since he had told her to attack now, she would attack!

As her thoughts raced, her Long Sword was already in her hand. With a single twist, its edge descended from the Sky.

Accompanied by the sound of shattering tiles, Tang Xi, who had been busy, looked up abruptly. The blade was already upon him.

Without thinking, amidst the terrified gaze of the woman beneath him, he grabbed her and flipped over, changing their positions.

Wu Qianhuan's gaze deepened.

She didn't know who this woman was, but she clearly had no cultivation.

Facing her Sword, the woman showed nothing but fear...

Ultimately, she wasn't a true assassin, and her upbringing strictly forbade her from killing a defenseless, unarmed... and even naked woman.

Thus, in that instant, she shifted her Long Sword, sweeping its blade horizontally.

She swept the woman off the bed and onto the floor. The woman let out no sound and fell unconscious.

However, this move cost her the initiative... At the same time, Wu Qianhuan discovered something else that made her heart sink.

The 'Night Emperor' who had told her to attack was not attacking alongside her!

Had this guy sold her out?

As this thought crossed her mind, she saw Tang Xi unleash a palm strike.

As the palm flew, she faintly smelled a scent of blood. Seeing the crimson palm of Tang Xi, a realization dawned upon her.

Blood Transformation Divine Palm!

This Demonic Dao technique was rumored to originate from a Blood Transformation Divine Skill, once wielded by a powerful Demonic Dao expert to roam freely.

It was even said that with this skill, one could refine blood slaves to do their bidding.

But after that demon's death, the skill vanished from the Jianghu.

Later, someone discovered incomplete fragments of the skill, which led to the creation of this Blood Transformation Divine Palm, though the secret method for refining blood slaves was lost.

Even so, this palm technique remained vicious and dangerous. The blood poison contained within, once contracted, would make life worse than death. If this Demonic Dao technique were cultivated to its peak, a single palm strike could instantly drain one's vital energy and blood, turning them into a dried corpse.

Wu Qianhuan dared not meet this malevolent palm strike head-on. Her body flickered, and she retreated from the bed.

Tang Xi, disregarding his lack of clothing, lunged forward, pressing his advantage.

It wasn't that Tang Xi was shameless; with life and death at stake, everything else was a minor detail. The priority was to kill this assassin of unknown origin.

Wu Qianhuan retreated again and again, finding herself with nowhere left to go. Gritting her teeth, she had gathered her Sword momentum in those few steps and was about to strike... when she heard a crash as a figure burst through the window.

A sharp edge flashed, like lightning.

Fast!

Unbelievably fast!

This strike not only exceeded Tang Xi's expectations but even if he had been fully prepared, he might not have been able to block such a swift Sword.

His thoughts barely formed before he had no time to turn. He could only shift his vital points slightly.

The Sword tip pierced his body with a shing sound, entering through his left chest and exiting through his right back.

Chu Qing, having struck successfully, gave Tang Xi no chance to live. He twisted the Long Sword already embedded in his body, ending...

But at this moment, Tang Xi suddenly grabbed the Sword's body and retreated, trying to pull the Long Sword out of himself.

A purple glint flashed in Chu Qing's eyes. He shifted the blade, and with a thwack, several fingers fell to the ground. However, Tang Xi, who should have been cut in half, narrowly escaped, leaving only a very deep gash on his left chest.

Simultaneously, Wu Qianhuan did not hesitate. The Sword momentum she had gathered was unleashed.

Sword flowers bloomed, leaving streaks of blood on Tang Xi's body.

For an ordinary person, such injuries would be fatal.

But Tang Xi cultivated the Hate Heaven Demonic Skill and possessed the Blood Transformation Divine Palm. Even at this point, he was still not dead.

He spun his feet, his form flickering and disappearing, breaking free from the encirclement.

Chu Qing had anticipated this and was prepared for windows and doors, his Sword intent poised.

However, it seemed this person understood that the situation today did not allow for escape. He did not seek the window as an escape route but went to the bookshelf. Reaching out, he fumbled with the lampstand, and the bookshelf shook with a clatter, slowly opening a door.

Seeing the gap that had just opened, he impatiently squeezed through.

But after stepping inside and running a few steps, his body stiffened.

The tip of a Sword appeared at his throat. Tang Xi gritted his teeth and reached for the Sword's body, but before he could exert any force, Wu Qianhuan severed his arm.

With the restraint of that hand gone, Chu Qing's Sword light flickered.

A head rolled from Tang Xi's neck.

Gurgling, it rolled a few times on the ground, its eyes wide open in death.

"Damn, he was hard to kill."

Seeing Tang Xi dead, Chu Qing flicked the blood from his sword and was about to sheathe it. But as he looked at the sword in his hand, he grinned.

The sword body had been corroded by Tang Xi's Blood Transformation Divine Palm and was now mottled and unsightly.

It probably wouldn't last many more uses before it was ruined.

However, he couldn't bother with that now. He grabbed Wu Qianhuan with one hand, retrieved Tang Xi's head with his Internal Energy using the other, and instantly flashed back.

The chase and decapitation had happened in an instant, though it felt complicated.

As soon as his feet landed, he heard a snap, and the bookshelf behind them closed just in time.

"It's hot, let's bounce."

Chu Qing spoke, and Wu Qianhuan followed behind him without hesitation.

Although she really wanted to search the secret room they had just been in, now was not the time.

What the situation was in the secret room, how large it was, whether there were traps, whether people were stationed there... all of these were unknowns.

And the commotion just now would surely attract people from Luoyu Hall to investigate.

If they were trapped in the secret room then, they wouldn't be able to get out.

This was a dangerous situation that absolutely could not be entered. Even if she wanted to investigate, she had to leave Luoyu Hall first, inform Wu Ganqi, and then mobilize the Heavenly Dance Guard to surround Luoyu Hall completely and bring it under control before exploring. Not drag Chu Qing into this risk now.

Chu Qing looked at her actions and felt gratified.

The little girl who used to run around in diapers with pigtails had truly grown up.

Tang Xi's reason for not leaving through the window or the door earlier, but instead charging into the secret room, was likely because he knew he was doomed. He might as well have lured them into the secret room to trap them, so that when others from Luoyu Hall arrived, they could avenge him.

At the very least, he wouldn't let the two of them leave Luoyu Hall alive.

Wu Qianhuan was not blinded by immediate gain, and deserved to be highly regarded.

The two of them barely lingered in the room before leaping up and returning to the roof through the hole Wu Qianhuan had made.

As soon as they landed, they heard a sharp shout:

"Who's there?"

"An assassin!!"

After all, it was Luoyu Hall; their response was swift.

Chu Qing didn't even think about it. He and Wu Qianhuan used their Qinggong to escape.

These ordinary members of Luoyu Hall couldn't stop the two of them.

But just as they were about to leap out of Luoyu Hall's compound, a voice suddenly rang out:

"What impudent scoundrels dare to trespass in my Luoyu Hall?"

"Stay where you are!!"

A palm strike suddenly arrived, its immense power making the rain curtain of the world seem to fall with its force.